Ben shuffled along the queue. Talked into going on the waterslide, he was petrified. He looked over the edge, such a long way down.
How was he going to stop at the bottom?
Would a few inches of water slow him down?
The delighted screech of a six year old boy caught his attention. The boy sat down, let go of the bar and rode the water down the slide.
Ben reached the head of the queue. He was a grown man, if the kid could do it, so could he.
His stomach clenched in fear, he let go.
Whoosh!
How was he going to stop at the bottom?
Would a few inches of water slow him down?
The delighted screech of a six year old boy caught his attention. The boy sat down, let go of the bar and rode the water down the slide.
Ben reached the head of the queue. He was a grown man, if the kid could do it, so could he.
His stomach clenched in fear, he let go.
Whoosh!
